Novels by LuciaWrites

"Of course, you heard what I said," There was venom and so much hatred in Diana's voice that the crowd shivered with it. Everyone fell silent, the people laid on the floor, trembling with their arms over their head as they prayed for safety. Diana came with a small army of men dressed in black suits and they barricaded the church. Apart from the conspicuous plastic surgery done on the left side of her face,she seemed to have grown bigger. Dominic didn't know how to feel, Selena might have imagined it as the last day of her life, she clenched tighter to him, wishing it would pass away like a dream. "Silly you are Marcus," she said with a snicker, "thinking you can defeat me this easily. I have spent a lifetime planning, waiting for this very moment" Her voice cut through the walls of the silent church, Dominic was still thinking of a response to give when she suddenly twisted Marcus arm and swept him off his feet. "Oh no!," Dominic gasped with horror as his fourth in command hit th

It was finally the day of the wedding. Petals adorned the floor, surrounding the chair and giving off this crazy rich Asians vibe. It was almost feathery that one would think that they were going to lay on them. The church had been decorated by the best event planner in town. No one could even dispute the fact that their wedding was the most elegant in town and how much they had spent. It was the talk of the whole town. People had come from far and near to witness the joining. It was almost as if they had been told that if they missed this wedding, they had missed a lot of things By six a.m. the church was already packed. People who couldn't attend the church service were already seated in the hall waiting for the bride and groom to finally arrive.The priest cleared his throat after everyone had found a place to sit. The pressmen and the camera men were already at alert to cover the biggest wedding in the last decade. A wedding was held last week but it wasn't as magnificent as thi

Selena opened her eyes first and saw Dominic standing at the window looking outside the hospital. The sunrays hit her eyes and she squinted, she didn't know the time that she made the sound. It was very soft but he heard it anyway. She was tired and stressed but couldn't find an expression for her emotions.As if touched by a life wire, Dominic quickly turned and saw that she was awake. A small smile appeared on his face as he stared at her, she was beautiful even in her sick state. He marched to the edge of the bed and gathered her softly into his arms, her body was exactly the way he remembered. Soft, just that she had become very lean."Stop staring, I'm no longer fine again. I can't face you." She croaked and began to cough violently. Dominic quickly pressed the bell that was close to him and at the end of the day, he saw that she was feeling very tired. He planted kisses on her face. As a General, there were a few things that made him emotional but she was one of them. He didn

Make sure you shoot him now, you must not allow him to escape." He told the people who were standing and looking. Pauo smiled thinking that Todd was referring to Dominic. "Yes, blow his brains out."The soldiers turned in his direction and cocked their guns, making him surprised. His eyes darted towards Todd. "what is happening?" He inquired but was met with silence. He flared up. " Put those guns down!""You don't control us anymore!" One of the soldiers yelled and he was shocked to the bone. "What the hell is this?!" "Exactly what we should have done the very first time! We shout "have killed you the moment you took Selena." Another soldier responded.Paul was stunned and moved back a little. Everything was crumbling before his very eyes. "You can't be serious right now! Are you kidding me right now? You would save this man over me? The man who taught you everything you know? The man who had made you into who you're? That's ridiculous!" The soldiers drew out another gun and flas

Selena woke up in a strange bed and saw a man tapping a syringe slowly before clipping the needle to it. Her eyes widened in horror but she wasn't able to move. It seemed like her legs were stuck and all that she could do was to just protest in her head."Where am I God?" She wondered internally. Her tongue was almost clipped to the roof and all she could pray for was to be free. She didn't know what to do. She was feeling tied down and helpless. "Don't move darling, you're about to join the people above, greet your beloved father." The man in scrubs said and she became afraid. The heart monitor beeped loudly and the doctor stared at it before glancing at her in horror."You are not supposed to be alive darling because you'll only endanger yourself. Why don't you use the same energy to make sure that you sing well when you get to heaven or hell? I can't wait to see you dancing with the people on high. I hear it's fun though, what do you think?" She was scared. She was frozen at the

Dominic was trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea and he hoped that he didn't hit his head. He smiled and sought a solution. It was as if this was a distraction and he was ready to make sure that he wasn't being played. "Are you sure that you're here for me?" He inquired. He didn't want a situation whereby he'd have to undergo a fight that would stop him from seeing through their escapades."I don't think that you're ready for what's about to hit you though. Now that you're trapped, what do you have to say?" Paul replied.Dominic considered his next movement, these men were heavily guarded, doing anything unseemly was surely going to backfire and with the way things were going, he was trying his very best to make sure that he didn't fall into their trap."Since you already have me in your custody, what else can I say other than surrender? What do you really want?" Paul wasn't satisfied with that reaction, he wanted to see Dominic get vexed and expend his energy on nothing

Valor, glanced up from the sitting position glancing at the elderly woman, according to Ashen’s memories this woman was his nurse and it cost his father a fortune to even hire her. He glanced at the woman with a reserved glare. “Good morning ma’am,” he said with a smile. The woman crumbled to her knees, her brown eyes glistening from gathering tears. Her black hair fell on her shoulder as she yelled once more. “He speaks!” Just as she said this, Valor could hear multiple footsteps heading towards their direction. Two people, a male and a female appeared at the door. The male was Ashen’s father while the female was his younger sister. “Brother!!” She yelled and leapt forward wrapping her hands around him squeezing him tight as she began to almost weep. Valor instinctively hugged her back, and he could feel emotions he didn't know he would feel naturally. As it would seem the boy's memories and mannerisms had somehow merged into him. Although he was a forty plus years old man he st

The world dissolved into hues of colours as Valor felt himself floating beyond a place where no sound could reach, nor could any thought, feeling or duality. It was a realm that seemed to mimic boundlessness. “Huff and puff,” something escaped his lips and it echoed within the silence of this illusory world. Somehow reality and all that is or was didn't matter to him anymore, he felt weightless. However, after a while, he could hear screams and noises. Even though both his eyes were closed, he could somehow see what was going on around him like he was a third person observer, watching the world through a fourth dimensional lens. He saw Ravian being pinned down by multiple mercenaries and he saw Lia holding on to the lifeless corpse of her sister as she was being dragged away. He could in fact feel all their pain. “Stop,” he tried to murmur but the words that came out were. “Huff and Puff.” And soon after, his eyes closed up. After what seemed like an eternity in blankness. A blue

Ravian sat on the broken chair, clasping the device tightly in his hands. His eyes were tired. The camp around them seemed to fade as he began to speak."After you left," Ravian started, his voice gruff, "I couldn't sit back. I had to know why your son…” he paused, glancing up at Valor with a saddened face. “I wanted to know why he went dark. I knew Dusk, spoke to him and he was a good kid. Even your arrest… nothing added up. They said you were the cause of everything that happened…” Ravian sighed again, he glanced towards the window with a sense of urgency. “There isn't much time,” he muttered under his breath. “Anyways, I started digging, and I found answers. Not necessarily answers I wanted,” he chuckled.Valor frowned, hunching forward. "What did you find?”Ravian took a deep breath, the weight of the truth hanging upon him like an iron cloak. "There's something behind all this… something that's been pulling the strings, controlling everything. It's not human, Valor. And it's bee

She placed her weapon back into the pouch and glanced at him, her eyes relaxed in relief. She walked forward and pulled open the wooden cage. Valor stepped out quietly, gazing at her with curiosity. “How do you know Ravian?” He demanded. “You ask a lot of questions,” she replied. “Follow me, I will take you to him and you can ask him all the questions you want to ask?” Valor sighed and decided to obey, he knew he wasn't going to get much from her. “If you can't tell me about Ravian, can you tell me what this place is?” He demanded. “I mean, I have been here for about three years and I still can't figure out where the hell I am, except it being desolate and dangerous. Sometimes it feels like I am breathing poison.” The girl glanced at him. “First tell me how you came across an Astral Sanctum,” she replied as they trudged forward.“I made it,” he said succinctly. “To save my son.” Lia hesitated, her green eyes flicking between him and the box. “You expect me to believe you’re some

Valor walked through the empty wasteland, the red sky above him like a burning fire. The air was hot and wavy, making it hard to see the old ruins and bones in the distance.He'd been surviving in this harsh land for three years, his strength and power almost gone. All he had left was his will to keep going and the weight of the Astral Sanctum, held tightly to his chest.He still heard his son's voice in his mind: "Faster, Dad!" It had been a year since his son's soul had awakened, and talking to each other kept them sane.But now, Valor had a bigger problem. A huge desert worm was chasing him, its loud scream making the ground shake. The worm burst out of the sand, sending rocks and sand flying.Valor ran as fast as he could, his breathing hard. "I'm going as fast as I can, Dusk!" he yelled back, jumping over a sharp rock. "Do you have a better idea?"The worm came out of the ground again, sending a big cloud of sand into the air. Valor covered his face, stumbling as the shockwave hi

Valor stood at the center of the courtroom, staring blankly. The council had given their verdict and they’d decided that he was guilty. He didn't say a word, however he took their faces in one after the other. People he’d once called comrades were standing right in front of him and they all had the same look on their face. They wanted this, and they were all relieved.“It is sad to see a hero go down like this,” one of the soldiers behind him said but he didn't really care, all that mattered at the moment was his son’s soul that was laying peacefully on one of the pulpits in the far corner.Valor's breathing quickened as the guards neared him. His body shook now, but not from fear; it trembled with the pure rage coursing through his veins. He glanced at the power negating cuffs on his wrist and he couldn't even feel the last flicker of power that was supposed to be left in him.“Hey, old hero,” the soldier teased again. “How does it feel to be restrained in the very court that you onc

8 months later,There is a popular saying; the ship is never afraid of the wind but rather it bends to it and dances to its tune of direction and relief.Trees who don't bend in the wind break. The wind is a pivotal feature of the human life as it is responsible for every occurrence that happens in human life. When you learn to bend, you fit everywhere. When you learn to bend you navigate the wind with your curved hands and control it. Archibald Lockwood has seen the storm, he had dined in the whirlwind and he had learned to embrace the raging tornado and walk inside of it. He learned to toil a dry land and water it with his tears of frustration and discouragement, and sweat of weariness and hunger.When he stood in front of the magnificent building which bore the name *Lockwood Enterprises* he closed his eyes and recounted how he had begun his life up to this moment. It was a different kind of wind,a different kind of struggle at every phase of his life. He smiled, watching the sun

The wedding began around 12:00 p.m. in the afternoon. The venue of the wedding was the family's yard which was filled to the brim with men of high class and caliber. Many of them were Marshall's colleagues from the military, oil and gas moguls,big celebrities and even politicians.It was a dream come true for Bailey, as every eye felt upon her in awe. She'd chosen to wear a lace turtleneck gown and a very transparent veil. There was no doubt that she looked beautiful and that she would be gracing the cover of the biggest wedding magazine in the country for a long time to come. Archie on the other hand was as stunning as ever, very much the desired man any woman would wish to have. He stood tall in his three piece suit, his brown eyes emitting the soft rays of the midday sun. His jet black hair had been dressed and combed to give a gentlemanly appearance. Once the band began to play the piano, Bailey's father took her by the hand and slowly started leading her to the aisle, where Arc

Archie waited for Bailey at the parking lot, feeling his heartbeat with tension and anticipation. He decided to protect his now grown reputation by standing under one of the trees, so that the darkness can shade his presence. A part of him still felt bad about Bailey's parents and how he had to leave them unresponsive. His heart had been clouded with pain, as memories of the ill treatment he had gotten from them reeled in his head. He drew a deep breath and closed his eyes, attempting to relax his taut nerves. This was the beginning of the end, and now that he had been vindicated, there was nothing left for him to think of. He ran his hand over his pocket, the tiny box was still there. When he opened his eyes he saw Bailey in the parking lots, looking around in search for him. “Hey! I'm here,” he called out loudly, waving his hands to catch her attention. She turned around at the sound of his voice, but when she was still not able to get his direction he walked out from under the

When the cameras flashing on Archie increased, he knew that he was already live on television. Every home was tuned into this station, every eye fixated on him.“Hmm,hmm”The throat clearing coughing of the presenter jolted him out of his thoughts. “You said you are who again?” Archie twisted his lips into a smirk as he chuckled lightly. There was sarcasm in the bald headed man's voice. He obviously thought he had come to humiliate himself just as everyone in the world was thinking. He adjusted his sitting position, crossing his legs. “I am Archibald Lockwood. The heir to the Lockwood empire.”The smile on the presenter's face dissipated immediately, becoming replaced with unease, the kind that left his eyes widened, and his jaw agape. Archie could feel the same silence, echoing through the land. The same shock on the presenter's face spread across every face in the land including Bailey's parents' own. It felt good, being a glistening debutante to the world who had undermined him

“Thank you all for being here,” Bailey began, keeping her gaze steady as she stood at the head of the table.. Her father narrowed his eyes. “What’s the point of this meeting, Bailey? You know how we feel about your... decisions.”Ignoring the dismissive tone, Bailey pressed on. “Since I’m taking control of the company. It’s time for a change, and I want to merge with Archie’s business.”The murmurs around the table rose like a tide, disbelief etched across their faces. “You can’t be serious,” her father barked, slamming his hand against the table, causing the coffee cups to rattle. “Archie is beneath us. He doesn’t belong in this world.”“Actually,” Bailey retorted, her voice slicing through the air, “I don’t care about your opinions anymore. I believe in Archie and his vision. He has more integrity than anyone in this room.” She locked eyes with her father, refusing to back down, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “You’re making a mistake,” her mother interjected softly.

“Mom, I’m not about to do anything reckless,” Archie responded, realizing he wasn't going to get through with them; this was something he'll have to do himself.There was no way he would let his step siblings get away with everything they had done they would pay one way or another.Emily’s eyes searched his a bit doubtful he meant what he said. “Archie, I understand your anger, but chasing them won’t bring you peace. You’ve got your life ahead of you. Think about it.” She leaned forward, the tension in her body visible as she reached out, her fingers brushing his arm.“I get it. I’ll keep my head clear.” He forced a smile, a façade he hoped would ease her anxiety.As she turned away, Archie stepped outside, he pulled out his phone and dialed Simon’s number.“Hey, Archie! Everything alright?” Simon’s voice crackled through the line, filled with curiosity.“Not really,” Archie muttered, glancing around to ensure no one was nearby. “I need you to help me keep an eye on my siblings. They’